“C-can I watch?”
“You can help, if you want.”
I grinned and he saw it, making him chuckle. “Yes, please,” I begged.
“So sweet and beautiful,” he uttered against my lips before rolling to his back and pulling his erection free of his boxers.
“What do I do?”
“Have you ever given a hand job?”
Biting my bottom lip, I shook my head and then blushed. That was why I was frightened, convinced my inexperience in the bedroom would bugger everything up. I hardly knew a thing. All David taught me was to lay there and call him daddy.
“S’okay, baby. I like that you haven’t. It’s another thing Billy and I can teach you, ‘cause not all blokes like it the same way.”
With courage, I reached out my fingers and ran them over Caden’s stomach. His chest was full of tattoos, but his stomach was bare. I enjoyed the way it dipped or quivered from my touch. “So, Eli won’t like it the same?”
“He could, not sure, baby, you’d have to try it with him.”
“Okay, I will.” I nodded. “After this though.”
Caden burst out laughing. “Our little minx is so eager now. But you’ll have to wait until later. I heard the front door earlier, means Billy’s gone out for a run.” He smiled at my sour face to running and not having Eli in the house. “Now, baby, I want you to wrap your hand around my dick.”
“Like you have?” I asked and he nodded. I would have done what he asked, but I was rather liking the way his own hand slid up and down his erection.
“You like to watch me handle myself, precious?”
“Yes, very much so.”
“Ah, honey, I’m glad and any other time, I’d put on a show for you. But, baby, I’m close to comin’ already. I want to feel your hand on me.”
Straight away, I reached out. I wanted to be the one to drive Caden to his last moment. Curling my hand around his warm penis was a strange sensation. I never thought it would be so warm and hard, yet still soft, in a way. I liked the feel of Caden. It made me wonder what it would feel like inside of me.
“Baby,” Caden groaned in frustration. “You can stare at him all you like, but I need you to move your hand up and down on him.” I started and again, I found myself enjoying what I was doing. From the hooded look in Caden’s eyes, the way sweat beaded his brow and especially the way he moved his hips up and down to my hand action, he was getting off on what I was doing to him. “Yes, Josie, fuck, just like that. Feels so good, baby,” he growled.
Goodness, just watching him was turning me on again. My clit throbbed. It wanted some attention. Watching Caden was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.
“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna come,” he moaned. The muscle in his neck tightened. His head flew back into the pillow and he cried out through his release. I watched his face and then when I felt wetness on my hand, I looked down to see his semen ejaculated over his stomach.
I could have come myself easily with a little tweaking.
Rubbing my thighs together didn’t help the way my pussy was pulsating.
“Caden,” I whispered before kissing his cheek.
He chuckled. “Precious, I would love to take care of you again, but I’ve never come that hard. How about you wait for Eli to come home? I know he’d be more than willing to ease your ache, baby.”
“Oh no,” I moaned.
“What?” he asked and then leaned over to my bedside table where a box of tissues were. He moved back to his back and started to wipe himself clean. “Jose, you gonna let go of him now?”
“Oh,” I gasped. I hadn’t realised I still had a hold of his penis. “Sorry.” I blushed.
Caden laughed. “Nothin’ to be sorry for. I’m glad you didn’t want to let go. Shows me you just enjoyed yourself.”
“I did. I really did.”
“Now, what was wrong then?”